Who Did It Better PT.2 by Jay Hype Lyrics
[Verse]
Can someone tell me what the time is?
Tell me what they say is mine
I don't even disagree, shit is soundin' real precise
Had some Cheerios for breakfast, eatin' all these beats for lunch
And this shit just be so good, the type of good that make you scrunch
Scrunch up your face a little
Need some stacks, now make that triple
Cause these flights won't buy themself
My G that means I'm never settlin' down
Almost lost the flow real quick
So let's bring it, bring it back
Let me get back on my shit
Let's get back to what I'm doin'
Got your dream girl in the room and
She on SnapChat while I'm chewin'
Chewin' up the competition
Kill the game like it's tradition
Niggas askin' for a handout
Slow your role, play your position
Aiight? Uh huh
Yeah, I said that once to my old chick
She liked Amber Rose too much
So you know she had to go quick
Hooo, I ain't gonna pop my shit
I'm too focused, way too focused
Makin' music, makin' hits
They ain't seen the kid in days
& My texting kinda trash
But my homies, Day 1 homies
Know I'm focused on this cash
So they, they never trip
Once I'm on, they know that's it
We about to drop, alright
Tell your bitch to come get in
All we do is make these hits
I'ma ask you one time
Who really did it better?
Me or these other clowns?
Nah but who really did it better?
Me or these other clowns?
Can someone tell me what the time is?
Tell me what they say is mine
I don't even disagree, shit is soundin' real precise
Had some Cheerios for breakfast, eatin' all these beats for lunch
And this shit just be so good, the type of good that make you scrunch
Scrunch up your face a little
Need some stacks, now make that triple
Cause these flights won't buy themself
My G that means I'm never settlin' down
Almost lost the flow real quick
So let's bring it, bring it back
Let me get back on my shit
Let's get back to what I'm doin'
Got your dream girl in the room and
She on SnapChat while I'm chewin'
Chewin' up the competition
Kill the game like it's tradition
Niggas askin' for a handout
Slow your role, play your position
Aiight? Uh huh
Yeah, I said that once to my old chick
She liked Amber Rose too much
So you know she had to go quick
Hooo, I ain't gonna pop my shit
I'm too focused, way too focused
Makin' music, makin' hits
They ain't seen the kid in days
& My texting kinda trash
But my homies, Day 1 homies
Know I'm focused on this cash
So they, they never trip
Once I'm on, they know that's it
We about to drop, alright
Tell your bitch to come get in
All we do is make these hits
I'ma ask you one time
Who really did it better?
Me or these other clowns?
Nah but who really did it better?
Me or these other clowns?